Coppa

A few weeks ago, I started a new job, and E took me to one of my favorite brunch spots, Coppa, to celebrate.  A tiny Italian restaurant located on a shady street in the South End of Boston, Coppa boasts one of the best Sunday brunches around.  You won't find pancakes and french toast on the menu, but rather more traditional savory Italian offerings as well as innovative breakfast cocktails.

 

Never ones to miss an opportunity for morning libations, E went for the mimosa (made with prosecco, oj, and blood orange liqueur) and I chose the Cereal Milk (fruit loop vodka, oj, and sweetened condensed milk).  After reading the description, I couldn't not order the Cereal Milk,  and it did taste exactly like a bowl of fruit loops.  It ended up being a bit too sweet for my tastes (I'm not sure what I was expecting) but the novelty factory alone made it worth ordering, and E's mimosa was divine.

 

As for the food, we started things off by sharing the pompelmo, a wood oven caramelized grapefruit.

This is the only grapefruit that I have ever had and liked.  I'm not usually one for the sourness, but the wood-firing mellowed the acidity and gave it an amazing roasted flavor.  After devouring the grapefruit in record time, E moved on to the panino di mattina, a scrumptious panini made with prosciutto, fontina, and egg....

while I chose the uova con polenta:  eggs over easy with cheesy polenta, house bacon, and sourdough toast.

The bacon was a bit tough, but its succulent, salty flavor and the cheesy creaminess of the polenta were to die for.  As usual, E and I maintained our memberships in the Clean Plate Club and ate every bite.  The servings at Coppa aren't huge, but it always feels like you've been given just enough food, and I think that that's a testament to the quality of the ingredients.  I'm convinced that this is why Europeans are usually healthier and thinner than Americans....when you have high-quality food that is made with fresh, delicious ingredients, you don't have to supersize things.  

If you're planning on hitting up Coppa for Sunday brunch, get there right around opening time at 11, as they don't have a ton of seating inside and it's a pretty popular place. 

 

After finishing our meals, E and I decided to walk it off a bit, and moseyed around the lovely streets in the vicinity, admiring the architectural details and the picturesque shady spots and gardens.

 

It was the recipe for a perfect Sunday:  good food, sunshine, and getting lost in a pretty neighborhood.

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